Mixed Miners

Yang Ling’s cheeks are only shaking. This is the second time that he has been pointed at his nose. He wants to press this guy’s mouth on his ass. Nima also claims that no one in the city is in no doubt. Xiao’s daring, eating Laojia’s hard-to-find barbecue, he even owed his debts, and he really had a virtue with his grandfather.

Zhao Qianxing looked at the barbecue and looked at Zhou Wei, then his face was pumping his beard on his chin and said, "Little dragon, look at him!"

Zhao Fan Longteng stood up and prepared to work against Yang Ling. Zhao Qiang squinted and pointed at Zhou Wei. "I am talking about swearing at him, screaming hard, going to death, the old Zhou family came to trouble me!"

Zhao Fanlong just woke up, and when he said nothing, he pressed Zhou Hao to the ground and became fat. In the face of such a long-lasting struggle to fight against various drug dealer smuggling groups in the mountains, Zhou Wei had no power to fight. Soon the yard sounded like a pig-like misery.

Yangling grin against Zhao Fan Long said: "Yes, yes, beat him so awkward, ah ~ nose, be sure to hit the nose, yes, there are mouth ......"

I have been stunned for a few minutes, Zhou Wei’s ghosts are getting smaller and smaller, and finally I can’t hear it. Zhao Fanlong is still faithfully carrying out Grandpa’s orders, and it’s a half-minute pass. Yang Ling is only waving his hand.

However, the old man who was the initiator of Zhao’s ancestors had a plain face, and he couldn’t stand it. He saw Yang Ling’s hand, and he coughed and said, “Don’t fight~!

Therefore, Zhou Fanlong was very unsuccessful to stop, and constantly rubbing his two fists to try, watching Yang Ling's eyes continue to pump.

This cargo is absolutely forced to have a hatred with the old Zhou family! When I was a child, I was estimated to have been bullied by Zhou Guangtou. There was a crazy thought of revenge in my heart, otherwise I would not be so inhumane in one sentence.

On the ground, Zhou Wei lay down and curled into a ball, and it was covered in gray soil.

Looking at the miserable appearance of Zhou Wei, Yang Ling is somewhat unwilling to go, a few pieces of meat, really worthless, he is just a joke with him, but this joke seems to be overdone.

And... Yang Ling thinks that Zhao’s old man seems to have some darkness in his heart, as if the grandson of someone else’s family is not at all distressed.

I think that my grandson is a grandson of other people, and it is still a one-sided victory. This kind of happiness is not always there, and I can see that Zhao’s grandfather’s face is so refreshing, Zhou Guangtou owes a lot to Zhao’s old family. money? Or occupying his granddaughter?

"Xiaolong pulled him up," Zhao said with a frown.

Zhou Wei was pulled up by Zhao Fanlong to sit on the stone bench. The nose and face were swollen, his eyes were black and the nosebleeds flowed to his chin. Yang Ling nodded very satisfied. It seems that he did have a good command and every position was taken care of.

"Zhao Grandpa, you are the devil (what) to hit me?" Zhou Hao touched the swollen cheeks with his hands and looked at Zhao Qianxing very resentful and incomprehensible.

Zhao Qianxing was too lazy to care for him. He touched his beard and said, "Look at you, stand up and stand up and not sit down. Go back and ask your grandfather!"

Zhou Hao couldn't help but the cows were full of faces. Laozi had already lie down and asked how to sit down. He stood up and said very depressed. "Well, I will go back and ask him!"

After he finished speaking, he limped away and limped, and the long-legged beauty quickly followed, and the two quickly disappeared into the courtyard door.

"Small swearing is not sensible, I will apologize to you on behalf of Lao Zhou!" Zhao Qianxing stood up and said to Yang Ling, and then some strange questions: "Xiao Yang, you should not know the old Zhou family two juniors?

Yang Ling shook his head and stared at the courtyard door and asked strangely: "General Zhao, is there a grandson or granddaughter in General Zhou?"

Zhao Qianxing said with a smile: "He is the two grandchildren. Just the **** is called Zhou Xiaohua. He is his granddaughter. He served in the army. The one who was just called Zhou Wei is his little grandson. There is no serious thing. Basic It was just outside the mix. When he used to live in the army courtyard, he was familiar with Fanlong."

Should not be!

Yang Ling was very strange in his heart. He was very involuntarily slammed three times that night, but Zhou Qingyi had only one granddaughter. Doesn’t that mean that there are two other people who are thinking about himself? He wants to think about it and he has to invite Zhao. sit down.

At this time, Sun Xiaojing took a pot of tea and came out. Because he had already met this old general in the hospital, Sun Xiaojing deliberately thanked him for returning to Tingting and Yanna.

Zhao Qianxing looked at Sun Xiaojing's back and said with emotion: "Xiao Yang is really blessed. When you were hospitalized, this girl basically didn't sleep. Every day, he stayed in the ward. Xiao Yang was right. She is better!"

Yang Ling suddenly sighed and nodded, and after a few words, Yang Ling asked Zhao Fanlong to practice, and then used his fingers to put on his arm and felt it with strength.

Sure enough, although Zhao Fanlong had eaten a clear water Dan, the body impurities were excluded, the body was healthy, and the roots were strong, but there was no real gas flow, and the meridians in the body did not show any signs.

Yang Ling can't help but sigh at the bottom of his heart. Qingshui Dan is really a very common remedy. It is not too much for the help of practicing the true spirit. According to the proportion of the Qingfengguan special training team, the chance of success is less than 20%. There are still a lot of people who have eaten more than two, and this kind of medicinal medicine has little effect on eating a few more, that is, the efficacy of medicinal herbs is not strong enough, and the effect of deep-level cutting and washing of the marrow is not achieved.

Of course, this can also be used to test the qualifications of the practitioner. A successful person is basically the best. Two of them can be infuriated, and they are still very good. The success of three and four successes is basically Very limited, if you rely on the day to eat, there is no other opportunity ~www.readwn.com~ will come to an end.

It seems that Zhao Laotou’s expectations are a bit high, but Zhao Fanlong’s qualifications are not good.

"Have you practiced other qigong before eating Qingshui?" Yang Ling asked.

Zhao Fanlong nodded and said very coolly: "When the special forces were trained, Shaolin Luohan Boxing was practiced for several years and it was hard qigong."

"What is the practice that you are practicing now?"

Zhao Fanlong looked at his grandfather, and then he took out the diary of the black cover from the pocket of the pocket and handed it over. Yang Ling turned it over and suddenly thundered and thundered, and was thundered by the thunder.

I saw the words "Jiuyang Zhenjing" on the front page.

Yang Lingqiang endured a few pages after curiosity, not only the mess of words, but also traditional and simplified, and the basic preface is not a slogan. It can be said that it is completely screaming. He looks at his head and slaps it. There was a black line going out. After half a minute, he silently put the handwritten copy of Jiuyang Zhenjing on it. Some mouths said: "General Zhao, where did you buy this work? ?" (To be continued.)